Nomad Eyes

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You made me a Palace with crackers and spit, a grand thing standing tall, and said to me, "Come in, precious, you are cordialy invited to share your life with me in drowning pain. And the best part is, you'll never feel a thing."
You tear me terribly with calling beconing things like drowning, things like this have brought me tears like love some say. She told me my tears taste like the sea, and my eyes gleam like the grey folding sky as her ship sails off the edge of the world. Dragging tattered sails.

And flanked with dolphins playing merrily in the golden sunset water that only people with broken hearts can see she tells me she longs to dive and drink in lungsfull
and drown

and she swears she wont think of me with every passing moment, with every bitter mouthfull she says that she'll look her own way and go not blind.



Much too much pain on the ocean, they say.


I think it's getting crowded out here on the waves












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